Monday, April 18, 2016

KILLER BUZZ FLOAT: GREATEST HITS, Volume 1 by Kendall Grey is on sale for a limited time! This anthology includes STRINGS, BEATS, and NOCTURNES and is regularly priced at $4.99 (a steal for three full-length books in its own right!).

Here’s the blurb:

Your mother will never forgive you if you read this book ...

Letty Dillinger, Jinx Hardwick, Shades Armstrong, Toombs Badcock, and Rax Wrathbone are on a rock 'n' roll journey to stardom and COMPLETE sexual freedom. You should avoid tangling with them at all cost. The vile, base language and shocking, unholy sexual acts contained within these pages are grounds for arrest in 52 countries and caning in twelve others (and for you masochistic kinksters who enjoy that sort of thing, they use wet, limp celery instead of those rattan things, just to piss you off). The American Sexcapades Society found that 4 out of 5 Hard Rock Harlots readers who lived to tell about the book were unfit to return to proper society upon finishing. Forget about going to work the next day (Unless you work at a sewage treatment plant--then you might be okay.). Following a ferocious public outcry and repeated (failed) attempts at banning the books, several states set up padded shelters and edible straight jackets for the unfortunate Hard Rock Harlots survivors who can't shake the nightmares of giant gonads chasing them with 3-headed industrial-strength sprinklers.

Who knew reading could be so damaging to one's health?

IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK!

KILLER BUZZ FLOAT: Greatest Hits, Volume 1 features the first three books in Kendall Grey's Hard Rock Harlots series, originally published in 2013. This series contains EXTREMELY graphic sexual content (DUH!) and is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Includes masochism, MM, menage, pegging, DP, extreme body modification, Domination, submission, lots of flying bodily fluids, A2M, alcohol abuse, prostitution, cheating, and more. Seriously, if any of the above is the least bit off-putting, please proceed with caution!

Because KILLER BUZZ FLOAT is a Kindle Countdown deal, the sale price will start at $.99 and go up every day, so snap up this anthology NOW!

Friday, March 25, 2016

It might not be the news you all want, but it's the best I got at the moment.

No release date set yet, but this knowledge will be ready soon.

Happy Friday everyone!

Cover Design: Regina Wamba Mae I Design And Photography

Twisted Destiny (The
Soul Mate Series) book three

“I’ve never been free.”

Being the new girl is
a common occurrence for Aisling Hawley. As an Amaranthine, moving was
normal. People would notice when she didn’t age, so her mother kept a job
that required traveling.

Aisling thought she
was just starting over, but being new in Lupiterra is a whole different world
to her. Finding her soul mate and then forced into a role as savior
of a demon race was never part of her plan. All she wanted to do was watch horror
flicks, avoid making friends, and do her own thing like any
normal Amaranthine teenager.

Aisling must rely on
her own instincts to save herself and her soul mate. Can she escape the dangers
of her own mind before evil consumes her?

*** This is book number 3 in this series. Please note that
it is suggested to read the series in sequential order. ***

Thursday, March 3, 2016

He was my everything.
I loved him.
For over twenty years.
And everyone knew, including him.
But he never loved me back.
Not once.
Not ever.
So I moved on.
Until now.
Now he's back, and wants to make me his.
He's everything I've ever wanted.
I should be happy.
But there's one problem.
My fiancé.

Prologue

The puppy, all bones and scruff trembled in my arms as I shielded him from those horrible boys. It was his desperate cries that drew me to them. The boys, Marco, Henry, and Nelson had him cornered. They were taking turns trying to light his tail on fire, patches of it already burnt by the time I got between them and him.

Those boys were bullies. On the bus, they’d trip kids who walked past them and pull the hair of any girl unlucky enough to be sitting within arms reach. I hated them but since they were bigger than me I was smart enough to avoid them.

I wasn’t avoiding them now. A thought didn’t even enter my brain when I saw them hurting that puppy. My legs took over and I ran, crossing the street and knocking the lighter out of Marco’s hand. He tried to push me away but I managed to avoid his hands and crouch next to the little dog.

It was at this moment I realized my mistake. How was I going to stop them from taking him from me, and beating me up after they had him? I should have gotten a grown up.

“Move bitch,” Nelson growled.

His words were so harsh I flinched as if struck. Still, I shook my head and shifted the puppy so he was further away from them. They moved closer.

“Go away and I won’t tell,” I shouted, too scared to look at any of them.

Fear, true fear hit me. Each of these boys was twice my size. If I was lucky I could get away from one of them but no way I’d be able to avoid all three.

In vain I kicked out at Nelson. He stepped to the left, easily avoiding my foot. Pulling my leg back I was about to try and kick again when his foot connected with my side. The force of it pushed the air from my chest. I was breathless and weightless, my body lifting up off of the ground.

Rocks bit into my knees as I reconnected with the earth. He kicked me. My mind was still reeling from the shock of the pain and terror at what his next kick could do when I heard a shout that almost sounded like a roar from across the street.

My face turned and I watched in amazement as Jake Whitmore, the older brother of my classmate Reilly charged across the street toward us. Nelson paled but didn’t run. Why would he? There were three of them and only one of Jake. Nelson opened his mouth but before he could say anything Jake decked him in the face, so hard that his nose started bleeding.

The pain in my side forgotten I sat, pulling the puppy into my lap and watched as he took down Marco next. Henry tried to hit him but missed and Jake hit him so hard he fell down. Nelson straightened, wiping the blood from his face.

“You like picking on little girls?” Jake asked, lifting two hands to push Nelson in the chest. Nelson didn’t reply, instead he tried to punch him. His fist connected with the Jake’s chest but it didn’t seem to hurt him. He returned the punch and Nelson ended up on the ground.

Once the three of the bullies stopped fighting back and stayed on the ground Jake came over to help me up. “You okay Killer?” His grip was warm and solid around my hand. My lip trembled as I gazed up at him. His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath. My handsome hero.

That was when I fell in love with Jake Whitmore.

New York Times & USA Today bestselling author with 13 books out and many more to come. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Ever the mild-manner citizen, Carey spend her days working in the world of finance, and at night, she retreats into the lives of her fictional characters.

Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, their nine-pound attack Yorkie and their needy Ninja cat.